As the ring was taken off, the face of the ordinary-looking young man began to twist like ripples. After a few seconds, a handsome face with clear contours and distinct lines appeared in front of everyone.

Zhao Hongzheng's eyes widened suddenly, and he said in astonishment: "Yuan, Yuanshi Tianzun!"

“Yuanshi Tianzun!!”

Zhao Feichen's slightly pale face also showed surprise and confusion, which then turned into anger and resentment.

Who the other party was did not affect his hatred for having a broken leg, but he did not expect that this young and unfamiliar star official was actually Yuanshi Tianzun in disguise.

He was of course aware of the name of this genius. Not only that, he had also watched the official boxing match that day.

It’s just that at that time, Yuanshi Tianzun’s corpse was obviously a male.

Zhang Yuanqing put away the disguise ring, stared at Zhao Hongzheng coldly, and said:

"Mr. Zhao, your son said that he would prevent me from leaving Huadu today. Now I want to ask you, do you dare to use force against me?! Do you dare to attack an official saint who has made A-level merits and several B-level merits?"

Zhao Hongzheng's expression suddenly turned ugly, and his face was as gloomy as water.

He dared not, yes, he dared not!!

Yuanshi Tianzun is a genius that the government has devoted all its efforts to cultivate, even though he has just been punished by the headquarters and even rumors are circulating that some people in the headquarters are very dissatisfied with Yuanshi Tianzun's arrogance and believe that he is undisciplined.

But Zhao Hongzheng still didn't dare.

Yuanshi Tianzun's name is too loud and his reputation is too high. The headquarters is not happy with him. That is an internal matter of the Five Elements Alliance. If Zhao Hongzheng dares to kill Yuanshi Tianzun, the Zhao family will tie him up tomorrow.

Sent to Songhai Branch.

Zhang Yuanqing looked at Zhao Feichen again and sneered:

"Just because you were born in the Zhao family, you think you are a noble family? With your background, are you qualified to challenge me? With your strength, are you qualified to fight me?"

Zhao Feichen's face flushed red, his body shook unconsciously, and his breathing became heavy.

The contempt and disdain in Yuanshi Tianzun's eyes deeply hurt his self-esteem.

After being extremely angry, the hostility and arrogance in their hearts surged up instead. They asked themselves, if the other party was Yuanshi Tianzun, would they still dare? ?

The answer is yes.

He dares

If he knew that this was Yuanshi Tianzun, he would immediately notify the family and find a level 6 saint.

So what if it's Yuanshi Tianzun? As long as the timing is right and the rules allow, I will defeat him.

And if he didn't follow the rules, would Yuanshi Tianzun dare to break the rules with him? ? As a spiritual family with a history of a hundred years, it was not difficult for the Zhao family to kill Yuanshi Tianzun.

In today's world, even the overlord is not qualified to challenge the spiritual realm family. Only organizations of the same level or higher can deal with large organizations.

Zhao Feichen grinned grimly:

"Why don't you dare?! If you do it again, I will send a Level 6 Saint to kill you, the so-called official genius."

His expression was slightly ferocious, and he laughed wildly. It was hard to tell whether he was just being stubborn or if he really dared to do so.

“Well said!!”

An old and calm voice came from outside the store. Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw that the person coming was a white-haired old man wearing a decent Tang suit and a pair of old cloth shoes. His back was slightly hunched and his hands were behind his back.

He looked like a wealthy old man and had no bodyguards around him. The only special thing about him was that although he was old and weak, his eyes were exceptionally clear and bright, and contained hidden wisdom.

The old man walked into the shop, looked at Zhao Feichen with a smile, and said:

"Although you are domineering, I have always liked your character. For the children of wealthy families, it doesn't matter if they are humble, arrogant, or frivolous. Deep down, they must have pride that cannot be broken even if their bones are broken. This is the biggest difference between us and ordinary people."

After saying this, he glanced at Zhao Hongzheng with displeasure and said indifferently:

"The Zhao family has stood for a hundred years, so they still have some foundation. How can a young man scare you like this?"

Zhao Hongzheng lowered his head and dared not speak.

"Master Zhao?" Zhang Yuanqing raised his eyebrows.

"You can call me Master Zhao Wu. It was my nickname when I was young. As for my real name, you don't need to know it." The old man looked at Zhang Yuanqing calmly and said.

"I am not the head of the Zhao family. You, Yuanshi Tianzun, are not qualified to ask my eldest brother to come forward in person."

"Fifth Uncle!" Zhao Feichen was overjoyed and glared at Zhang Yuanqing fiercely:

"Fifth uncle, please make the decision for me. This kid is refining tools here at my aunt's place and buying round flints by himself. Who can I blame? I just picked up a loophole. Business is based on ability. But he holds a grudge and cuts off my legs. I won't accept it!!"

"Fifth Uncle, you also break his legs, and then get the props back for me."

Zhang Yuanqing said calmly:

"Then Master Zhao Wu, what do you think?"

Although his tone was cold, he was secretly on guard in his heart. Every muscle in his body was tense and exerting force, and his adrenaline was soaring.

He couldn't sense the old man's breath.

This is a juggernaut.

"My grandson has already said, break your legs and hand over the props." The old man said with a smile:

“We still have to give the authorities some face, and take out the props ourselves, and the matter will be over.

"What if I don't want to?!" Zhang Yuanqing raised his eyebrows.

"I took your props, what does it have to do with you?" The old man lightly lifted his old cloth shoes and stepped forward.

In an instant, a Bagua circle expanded from under his feet, covering the entire Wanbao House.

At this moment, Lian Sanyue chuckled and said:

"Fifth Uncle, didn't you have your fortune told before you came?"

The old man frowned slightly, retracted his foot, and the formation dissipated immediately.

He pondered for a moment, took out three copper coins from his sleeve, closed his palms, shook them gently, and then opened them.

When he saw the hexagrams displayed on the three copper coins, his expression changed slightly.

Gua Xiang: Ominous!!

The old man looked at Yuanshi Tianzun deeply, said nothing, turned around and said:

“Let’s go!!”

Zhao Hong was slowly letting out a sigh of relief, but Zhao Feichen's face changed drastically, and he shouted unwillingly:

"Fifth uncle, fifth uncle,

Zhang Yuanqing sneered, stepped forward and kicked Zhao Feichen in the face.

Poof! Zhao Feichen's head tilted, his two front teeth spurted out, and his mouth was full of blood.

"You brat!" Zhao Hongzheng was furious. He stretched out his hand into the air and grabbed a golden bowl, which he covered Zhang Yuanqing with.

Zhang Yuanqing was prepared in the morning. In his hand appeared a purple-gold hand cannon, which was 30 centimeters long and had a thick and long muzzle.

It's a good opportunity to test the gun on you. He held the gun with one hand, aimed at the golden bowl, and pulled the trigger.

The purple electric snake jumped from the muzzle of the gun, spewing out a fist-sized, purple ball of lightning, which rushed into the golden bowl with a roar.

boom!!

The ball of lightning exploded in the golden bowl, directly destroying the level 6 item. The violent shock wave accompanied by high temperature swept in all directions.

Boom boom boom!!

The light shields on Zhao Hongzheng's body shattered one after another. The jade ring and necklace he was wearing, as well as the ochre-colored beads he had just grabbed, were blown into powder one after another.

The thunderstorm cannon in Zhang Yuanqing's hand quickly turned into a round shield after ejecting ball-shaped lightning. He bent down and shielded his body and Zhao Feichen behind him.

A shock wave containing lightning exploded in the small room, sweeping in all directions with overwhelming force.

Zhang Yuanqing groaned, unable to stand steadily, and sat down on Zhao Feichen, hearing the painful screams from below.

Electric snakes shot out from the surface of the round shield that was impacted, trying to rebound the enemy, but there was no enemy in front.

At the same time, a dim purple light lit up on the outer edge of the round shield. This was the energy accumulated after it absorbed the attack energy.

The walls and shelves of Lian Sanyue's grocery store were all lit up with array patterns, blocking the shock wave and high temperature after the ball lightning explosion, so no flames were ignited.

After a few seconds, everything was calm.

Zhao Hong was slumped on the ground, his skin was charred and bloody, and half of his left arm was blown off.

He stared at Zhang Yuanqing in shock, anger and confusion, "You, you want to kill me?"

Shit, it turns out the most powerful one is the thunderstorm cannon. It was a close call, it almost got me killed. Zhang Yuanqing was upset, but also happy.

With the thunderstorm cannon, he has three trump cards for a Jedi counterattack.

At this time, Zhao Feichen was already dying, with only half a breath left.

Zhang Yuanqing held the shield and said coldly:

"What if I kill you? You Zhao barked in front of me and you just want to walk away? Get lost now!"

Zhao Hongzheng's face twitched a few times, and he stood up with difficulty, staggered to the outside of the store, and gave a solemn order to his subordinates who were knocked down by the explosion.

"Take the young master away."

Several heavily injured men in black struggled to get up, carefully avoided Zhang Yuanqing, lifted up Zhao Feichen, whose life was hanging by a thread, and hurried away.

As soon as the Zhao family left, a strong wind started to blow outside, followed by raindrops falling with a crackling sound, wetting the road outside the store and splashing up a misty rain fog.

Lian Sanyue stood in front of the cashier counter intact, and said:

"Two forms of props??/No\./wrong\./first\./publish\./8\./2\./novels\.~~It is indeed a top-notch product. Well, Zhao Feichen's guess should be correct. This is still a rule-based prop."

"It's barely a rule, but it's not a particularly powerful one." Zhang Yuanqing said modestly and quickly put the props away.

Lian Sanyue suddenly sneered:

"Do you know the rules of my shop? Anyone who takes action without permission will be killed."

Seeing that the young man a few meters away was not panicking at all, she smiled again:

"But you injured a member of the Zhao family. I'm in a good mood and will make an exception and forgive you this time."

Zhang Yuanqing immediately bowed and said, "Thank you, Madam Boss."

After saying that, he left the shop with Blood Rose. At this time, it was raining heavily, accompanied by strong winds. Raindrops as big as beans slanted into the alley, soaking their clothes.

The drainage system in the alley was crude, and in just a few minutes, shallow puddles accumulated on both sides of the road.

Zhang Yuanqing left Wanbao House and took a few steps when he suddenly heard rumbling thunder above his head. Then a thick bolt of lightning struck and hit him right on the head.

Oops, I forgot the price of the thunderstorm cannon. Zhang Yuanqing's body suddenly stiffened, twitching violently, his hair stood on end, the skin on his cheeks turned black in an instant, and blood oozed out.

He froze in place for a few seconds before his tense body relaxed hastily. He felt severe pain all over and a large number of his cells had died from the lightning strike.

It wasn't enough to kill him, but it left him seriously injured.

He had just shown off his power in front of the Zhao family when he met with this misfortune. It was the legendary show-off being struck by lightning. Zhang Yuanqing simply wiped the burnt black on his face and continued on his way with the blood rose.

Zhang Yuanqing turned a corner and saw a figure standing in front of him.

He was dressed in a neat white suit, holding a large black umbrella, standing in the wind and rain, in the alley, his eyes gazing calmly ahead.

The summer thunderstorms are very sudden, but he is very quiet, seeming out of tune with the turbid world.

He stood there, and it was an indescribable sight.

Zhang Yuanqing left the corpse behind and ran over happily, with a big smile on his face:

"Boss, you're here!!"

He had anticipated this.

Lian Sanyue is a trustworthy man. Since he has received the money, he will definitely do the job.

Fu Qingyang is a protective person, and he will come over as long as he receives a text message.

Lian Sanyue's reminder to Mr. Zhao Wu just now, as well as Mr. Zhao Wu's sudden change of mind and quick departure, all proved that Fu Qingyang was nearby.

This is also the reason why Zhang Yuanqing beat Zhao Feichen and pulled the trigger at Zhao Hongzheng.

He has the confidence.

Fu Qingyang took the lead and said calmly

"Why are you in such a mess?"

"It's the price of the prop. Boss, I have refined a top-grade prop. I'll show it to you later." Zhang Yuanqing said flatteringly.

“Not interested”

"I know you have enough props, but this one is really top-notch."

"Stop talking nonsense and hold an umbrella"

"OK!!"

As they talked, the two of them gradually walked away and disappeared into the alley.

Wanbaowu

Lian Sanyue stood behind the cashier counter, staring at the old man in the store with cold eyes.

Like Master Zhao Wu, this old man was wearing an exquisite Tang suit and old cloth shoes. He was leaning on a dragon-headed cane with both hands, and staring at Lian Sanyue, who was acting as if he was facing a formidable enemy, with a calm look in his eyes.

He was of medium height, with white hair, a face full of wrinkles, and a bright red mole between his eyebrows.

It's hard to describe the wealth of the face.

I heard about Chen'er's story. The old man said calmly: "How did he offend you?

Lian March sighed:

"I'm helping you teach your grandson. Zhao Feichen is so arrogant and has been the local emperor of Huadu for more than ten years. Does he really think he can do whatever he wants? Fortunately, he met Yuanshi Tianzun today. If he was an evil profession, he would have been dead."

"This is a good opportunity to let him know that his pitifully weak talent is nothing compared to the true chosen ones of heaven."

The old man sighed and said, "You are jealous of him."

Lian Sanyue giggled, but there was no smile in her beautiful eyes, only hatred and sadness. Zhao Wudi, oh Zhao Wudi, are you still as self-righteous and jealous as before? ?

He doesn't deserve it, and you don't deserve it even more. I just hate him, and I hate you even more.

The old man was silent for a few seconds, then slowly said:

"This won't happen again. If you dare to harm Chen'er again, don't blame me for not caring about the relationship between father and daughter."

Lian Sanyue sneered and said, "You'd better not recite it. When I reach level 9, I will be the first to kill you."

The old man did not respond, turned around, took a step, and disappeared into the Wanbao House.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Zhang Yuanqing quietly returned to Huadu again.

He did not buy a plane ticket this time because it would leave a record. He used night tours and magic to sneak onto the plane from Songhai to Huadu.

He wanted to find Lian Sanyue to get information about Bingge.

Originally, Zhang Yuanqing's plan was to establish contact with this weapon refiner first, and then change his identity to gather intelligence after a while.

But after getting in touch with them, he felt that there was no need to go through so much trouble.

Zhang Yuanqing originally thought that Lian Sanyue was the leader of a certain civilian organization, so he did not dare to change his appearance immediately to inquire about Bingge's information after Yuanshi Tianzun came to him.

That would inevitably lead to suspicion.

But the fact is, Wanbao House is a black market, an intelligence distribution center, and a prop sales point. It is a mixed crowd. Spiritual realm practitioners from Baotang Province often come here, and even spiritual realm practitioners from other places come here to visit.

It's a market, people come all the time, how could they suspect him?

However, to be on the safe side, he did not use the disguise ring, but instead put on perfect human skin and transformed himself into a mere passerby.

He returned to Wanbao House along the familiar path. This time, in his eyes, Wanbao House was a place with its doors closed and abandoned for many years.

The perfect human skin grafted the cause and effect, making him a complete passerby, and passers-by do not have extraordinary abilities.

So he couldn't see through the illusion.

Zhang Yuanqing stepped forward and headed towards the closed shop door. As expected, he easily passed through.

The shop was lit with warm lights. Lian Sanyue sat silently at the cash register, holding a burnt-out ladies' cigarette in her hand.

This woman, what is she doing in a daze? !

Zhang Yuanqing moved closer.

Lian Sanyue raised his eyes and glanced at him, then said calmly:

"We are not doing business anymore"

Zhang Yuanqing's voice was hoarse, as if there was phlegm stuck in his throat, and he said, "I don't want to enter your gang's copy, I just want to ask you for a piece of information."

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